Chapter 15: Candid Conversations at Mayfair
With her resolve firmly set, Eloise Bridgerton sought the company of her brother Benedict for a visit to Sebastian Foxworth's residence in Mayfair. She framed the request cleverly, suggesting that Benedict might explore potential business opportunities with Sebastian, a prospect that piqued her brother's interest despite his awareness of Eloise's deeper motivations.
"Sebastian is quite the innovator, isn't he? Perhaps there's something in it for the both of us," Benedict mused, half in jest, fully aware of his sister's growing infatuation with the industrious Mr. Foxworth. Eloise merely smiled, her mind focused on the conversation she hoped to have with Sebastian.
Upon their arrival, they were ushered into Sebastian's well-appointed drawing room, where art and opulence mingled seamlessly. Benedict, ever the art aficionado, was immediately drawn to the collection of paintings adorning the walls, providing the perfect excuse for Eloise to engage Sebastian in a more private conversation across the room.
Seated comfortably yet maintaining the decorum their social spheres demanded, Sebastian and Eloise exchanged pleasantries before delving into discussions on current events and literature, topics that revealed depths of intellect and passion in both.
Eloise, an avid reader, shared her thoughts on her favorite books, with Sebastian listening intently, genuinely engaged. The conversation flowed smoothly until Eloise, gathering her courage, steered the topic towards Cornwall and Sebastian's dealings there, particularly concerning Nathan Bromswell.
Sebastian's demeanor shifted subtly, a guarded look crossing his features. "Eloise, I'd rather not delve into hearsay or paint anyone in a negative light," he replied, his tone polite but firm.
Eloise, persistent in her quest for truth, pressed gently, "But if the truth is what might harm someone's reputation, shouldn't it still prevail? Isn't it better to be transparent?"
Sebastian regarded her for a long moment, admiration mingling with caution in his eyes. "I believe in handling business matters privately. Public discourse on such topics can often do more harm than good."
Noticing his reluctance, Eloise decided not to push further on the subject. Instead, she shifted the conversation to a lighter, more personal topic. "Sebastian, what about you? What drives your aspirations?"
Sebastian seemed relieved at the change in direction. "Much like you, I suppose, I'm driven by a desire to make a difference. To leave something worthwhile behind." His gaze was steady, inviting her to understand his core motivations.
Encouraged by his openness, Eloise shared her own dreams. "I wish to be a writer. Perhaps a novelist like Maria Edgeworth, but I also aspire to publish a journal, one that discusses current events and ideas of progress."
Sebastian's expression brightened. "That sounds admirable. I hope to read your works one day. Your perspective on progress and society is something I would very much look forward to understanding better."
Their conversation deepened, drawing them closer in mutual respect and interest. It was only when Benedict, ever watchful of the time and their social proprieties, subtly indicated that it was time to depart, did they realize how engrossed they had become.
"Eloise, Sebastian," Benedict called across the room, his voice laced with polite urgency, "I fear any longer, and our family might grow suspicious of our prolonged absence."
Both Sebastian and Eloise stood, their connection momentarily paused by the intrusion of reality. They exchanged a look, a silent acknowledgment of the bond that was forming between them, tempered by the complexities of their respective worlds.
As they bid farewell, Eloise felt a profound pull towards Sebastian, drawn not just by his intellect and charm, but by the glimpse of shared aspirations and mutual respect that had marked their conversation. Her heart felt lighter, yet more laden than ever with the intricate dance of admiration and caution.
The carriage ride back home was quiet, with Eloise lost in thought, replaying every moment, every word exchanged. Benedict's occasional glance in her direction was both teasing and understanding, a silent recognition of the shift he had witnessed in his sister.
As they neared the Bridgerton residence, Eloise's thoughts solidified. Her journey to understand Sebastian Foxworth had evolved into something far more personal and profound. She was drawn to him, undoubtedly now, and determined to explore the potential of their burgeoning relationship, despite the shadows of complexity that lingered.
The chapter closed with Eloise stepping out of the carriage, a gentle smile playing on her lips, her mind and heart alight with possibilities and the anticipation of what the future might hold with Sebastian Foxworth.